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Because the camera captures things differently. It pierces through the veil of time, the invisible construct of life and freezes us. It paralyzes our movements, our emotions, and memorializes them into something perfectly tangible. There isn’t anything like it.
Reminding me that I'm not that small, fragile wildflower. I'm the entire fucking forest, and I'll light this bitch on fire before I ever give into The Nation again.
